Every German child learns to speak English in school.
My daughter, Anna, is almost 15, and my son, Ben, is almost 10.
What are stories for if we don’t learn from them?
But after all, the villains are the salt in the soup of a story.
He wants to be grown-up. How different dreams can be! Nature will soon grant your wish.
When the heart craved something so forcefully, then reason became nothing but helpless observer.
And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.
And I plan to write a sequel to Dragon Rider.
I like a composer called Henry Purcell, and I love to listen to Neil Young.
No prince had lived in those wretched hovels, no red-robed bishops, only farmers and laborers whose stories no one had written down, and now they were lost, buried under wild thyme and fast growing spurge.
This book taught me, once and for all, how easily you can escape this world with the help of words! You can find friends between the pages of a book, wonderful friends.
Let’s be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!
Dustfinger still clearly remembered the feeling of being in love for the first time. How vulnerable his heart had suddenly been! Such a trembling, quivering thing, happy and miserably unhappy at once.
I don’t like to eat the same dish every day, so I read very different things.
My son always says I like very weird music.
I love to read, I love to watch movies, and I love to be with my children.
I like to visit my horse, have a walk with my dog.
I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking a pair of scissors and cutting it up.
Quite suddenly Meggie felt fear rise in her like black brackish water, she felt lost, terribly lost, she felt it in every part of her. She didn’t belong here! What had she done?
Life was more difficult in Inkheart, yet it seemed to Meggie that with every new day Fenoglio’s story was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider’s web and enchantingly beautiful...